Chapter 15 A Moment's Rest

• The next few days were a blur of tension, meetings, and the quiet hum of life moving forward, but there were moments when time seemed to slow down—moments that always seemed to happen when Damian was around.
• Amara had gotten used to the low, steady hum of his presence, the way he filled up a room with nothing but his silence. But now, there was something more. Something in the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention, or the way his voice softened ever so slightly when he spoke to her. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for her to notice.
• It was late one evening when it happened.